Deferred Dreams

Into the eye of the storm, lives twist, turn Contorted to robotic conformity Drenched in strife we combat the uncertainty of yesterday’s anxieties Permitting the existence of time to be shackled

Marched to our deaths by the reaping of our infested and divested lands Mentally blinded by manmade deceits Truth loosen in hushed mouths we speak, deaf ears we come to hear Regulated minds we serve

One third of the darken man’s principle’s purloined Yet, only one fourth of the blessed masses Will ever hear the calling of Gabriel’s horn Are we marked by our own radical beast of burdens

Chips implanted under the judgment of the superior Social media caressing or intellect one keystroke at a time Diseases, plagues, marking the time of our mortal revelations Go on preach my brother, to the empty flocks

The benediction of offerings you take, less words of belief we receive Shoot me down for standing on the logic of truth I bow my head in remembrance of inequality Uplift my head to the mountaintops Only to taste the reality of a dream deferred